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Burn lyrics
Look away across the bay
Yankee gunboat come this way
Uncle Sam gonna save the day
Come tomorrow we all gonna pay
And it's burn, baby, burn
When am I going to get my turn?
Something dead under the bed
Local diplomats hang their heads
Never mind what the government said
They're either lying or they've been misled
And it's burn, baby, burn
When am I going to get my turn?
Philippines was yesterday
Santiago and Greece today
How would they ever make the late news pay
If they didn't have the CIA?
And it's burn, baby, burn
When am I going to get my turn?
Here it comes, the loaded gun
Must keep the commies on the run
You'd buy or bury everyone
For liberty and life and just plain fun
And it's burn, baby, burn
When am I going to get my turn?
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